So… First thing's first: Sorry I left this fic untouched for over a month. It was quite the series of events that got in the way of me planning out the next chapter. First I had midterms, then I went to Tokyo, then I got extremely ill with what I thought was whooping cough but apparently was not. Then… Writer's block. But I intend to post new chapters of this fic at least once every two-ish weeks to make up for it.

I have made a post on my tumblr listing all of my OC's for this fic. The link to it is on my profile, unless ffn decided to remove it. If it's not there, check again in a few hours. The timeline of this story will start getting funky soon. Basically, since all of the E Class babies are of different ages, they are all traveling from different points in time, so that they will all be 13-15 during the time of the story. I will try to make it clear where they are coming from. I am also open to suggestions for what kind of details you'd like to see in this story. Particularly, I'd like some advice on what Aguri and Hotaru's relationship should be like. I don't have a sister, so I can't really relate. Please leave your thoughts in the reviews.

Thank you to MonkDdrgn (If I type your name with the full stop FFN thinks I'm trying to post a link), darkprincess238, Guest, The RoseShadow21, Vin, and EpicMS for the lovely reviews.


"So…" I slouched back down in the cave, resting against the walls. "What do we do…"

"I'm asking you. You're the oldest." Hotaru sat next to me.

"Not by much. Let's go back into the cave, and see if there's … something." I was grasping at straws. But it had to be worth a shot, right?

No dice. Hotaru tried walking into the back of the cave and hit it with a thud. I felt around, searched with my phone's light, and found nothing but a solid wall. Even the octopus drawing was gone now.

"What now?"

I plopped down next to her. "I think we traveled in time."

"You think?"

"I don't know what other explanation there is. Let's go." I picked up my bag and helped my sister up.

"Go and do what?"

"We don't have many options but to talk to people on the mountain."


The landscape looked different. That fed into my time travel theory that I still didn't want to believe. Some of the trees that stood tall and proud when we were last here with our parents were mere saplings now. And no crows to be found. What was with that?

We cornered the first person we saw. A tall girl, around my age with dark hair and a sullen expression. She looked distressed.

"Hey!" Hotaru beamed.

"Hey yourself." She shrugged and stepped around us.

Dammit, she was getting away. I had to talk to her!

"Uhhh, do you know where we are!?" I pursued her. I knew I'd seen her somewhere before.

She gave me a quizzical look. "You're on the mountain of E-as-in-End Class."

Something struck me about this girl. I had definitely seen her somewhere before, no doubt. She looked a bit like Minami, and like my 'aunt'-

"Sorry, but I'm going to be late for class," The girl sidestepped my sister and walked on. She was followed by three bug guys who also looked very familiar

"Uhh, Onee-chan?" Hotaru backed into me. Dammit, she only ever called me that when she wanted something, or was scared shitless.

"Yes?" I gulped.

"Wasn't 2016 the year our parents graduated E Class?"

I dropped the phone I was holding. "It was."

"Meaning the students here now, in April of 2015…"

"Are our 'family'." I finished. But there was no time to be enthralled with that now. "Huh. No wonder they all looked so familiar. Well, I guess we can take the opportunity to learn embarrassing secrets about our aunts and uncles, eh?"

"How are you so flippant about this?" She picked up my cell phone.

"Because now we get to meet Koro-sensei in person," I dusted it off. "He has to listen to us now. And aren't there things you want answers to?"

"Yeah, I guess. But will he be able to grant our requests while he's still… Human?"

"But he isn't human. Not now."

"Okay, Aguri." Hotaru rolled her eyes. "I meant mortal. Flesh. Not a poof of stardust."

"Koro-sensei can do anything. Now let's find a place to stay."

My sister and I settled on an abandoned shack in the woods. We had never seen this before. It must have been destroyed at some point between the start of the assassination classroom and our visits here.

It was musty and it was sure to get cold later that night. No wifi, no outlets, terrible cell phone service. The lights were dim and flickered. But at least we weren't out in the elements. Heh. If there's one thing I learned in my own junior high days, it's that you're totally screwed when you start to accept 'it could have been worse' as good news.

I clapped my hands together twice. "Koro-sensei-"

Hotaru turned around to look at me, then quickly joined in with my prayer.

"Koro-sensei," I said again, clearing my throat. "If you can hear us right now, please cure our sister. Wherever in space and time she is, and whatever she has, please help her get better."

We both bowed, then sat on the floor.

"So," Hotaru huffed as she feel over out of exhaustion. Her blue hair fluttered. "… Now what?"

"Isn't it obvious?" I tucked my feet under myself.

"What?" Hotaru pulled the thorns out of her shirt. We had hid in the bushes to avoid being seen by any of our aunts and uncles. "I'm kind of in a daze considering everything we've been going through, so just spell it out for me."

"Well, we have to enroll at this school, don't we?"


Seven a.m. the next morning. Hotaru and I stood right in front of the school. I could hear her breathing. It was shallow and rapid, borderlining on hyperventilation.

"Calm down." I felt her forehead for a fever.

"We're gonna die."

"We aren't gonna die." We were just waiting for the one of the administrators to invite us into the building. We had called them the night before, pretending to be the parents of twin girls who wanted to enroll in Kunugigaoka Junior High. Played up a sob story about how we weren't getting challenged enough at public school and we were such great students, the whole nine yards. "We're just gonna get thrown into E Class. You remember the stories, it's not gonna be that bad-"

The door swung open, revealing one Principal Gakuho Asano.

The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. Hotaru shot me an 'I told you so' look. All the stories I'd heard about this guy could not prepare me for how deeply unsettling he was. I felt like I was a bug under a magnifying glass, and he was the scientist.

"Hello." He smiled.

A pause. I knew I had to put on an act. What would my mother do in this situation? "Hello. My sister and I want to enroll here." A bow. "We're grateful for your generosity."

Hotaru awkwardly bowed. "Y-yeah."

The principal grinned. It sent shivers down my spine, but I couldn't let him know that. He held the door open. "Four doors down, to the left. You'll find the library. Your exams are waiting there. Good luck."

Wondering if the last part was sarcastic, we stepped foot in the building. The school that was, at this time, so famous for its wonderful academics. But we only cared about one thing.

"Hello." The librarian greeted us.

We handed her the paperwork. It was all forged, almost every detail. It's amazing what you can get done at a public library with a couple of hours of free time. If all went according to plan, Aguri and Hotaru Fujihara would enroll in E Class by the end of next week.

"I need the application fee." The librarian held her hand out. Begrudgingly, I handed her the 10,000 yen to cover both of us. Crap, that was all I had on me. We would have to either get scholarships or jobs.

My sister and I sat down on opposite sides of the library, so that the proctor wouldn't think we could be cheating. I gave her a smile and mouthed the words give 'em hell.

Inhale. Exhale. We always did well in school, we would be able to tackle this no problem, right? Even if we had the summer break to rot our brains. We had to pass this exam, our future depended on it. Once I put my mind to something, I just keep on rolling. I said a prayer to my aunt, who was a teacher during her life. Aguri-sensei, please show us guidance.

"Pick up your pencil, class. The test will begin when the bell rings."

I watched the clock. One, two, three, chime.


Phase one of the plan was a success. Emails arrived in our inboxes on Sunday morning.

Welcome to Kunugigaoka Junior High,

Your class placement is 3-B. Please begin attending classes on Monday, April 6th.

Congratulations,

Gakuho Asano, Principal

"Did you get the same message, Hotaru-chan?" I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I hated living in this shack. Was there a homeless shelter in Kunugigaoka at this time?

"Yeah, but I'm in Class 3-C." She sat up. "And, my phone just died. C'mon, let's go find a place with an outlet."

Once again, we were at the town's public library. I scoured through every website that came to mind, looking for scholarships for myself and Hotaru. The first payment for Kunugigaoka was due in June.

"I can't find any that are Kunugigaoka-specific, I'll have to broaden my search…" I monologued to myself.

Hotaru sat at the computer next to me, writing on scrap paper. She had the school's website pulled up on the monitor. "I've come up with these plans for getting into E Class." She whispered in my ear and pushed the paper towards me.

Knowing what to expect, I rolled my eyes the moment my gaze landed on the paper.

1. Make a giant pudding laced with laxatives and gift it to A Class.

2. Set loose three pigs in the school, with capes that say 1, 2, and 4.

3. Break into the school and put the principal's awards in the janitor's closet as a 'prank', but really to remind him he ain't shit. Stare into the security cameras as you do so.

"Umm, what?" Sweatdrop.

"You don't like them?" Hotaru seemed offended.

"No. The first would seem too weird. Why would a pair of new students gift anything to A Class?"

"Who cares, so long as it gets us demoted." Her stomach growled loudly.

"But if the Principal knows that's what we want, he might be onto us. He might intercept A Class from receiving the gift because he'd be suspicious." I crossed my legs. "And the second one's been done to death."

"I admit, I got the idea from what Liam Carmichael said his middle school's graduating class last year did as a prank." Hotaru slouched down on the desk. "I'm so hungry."

"But the third one might work."

"Huh?" Hotaru dropped the pencil she was balancing on her head.

"Yeah. If we break in later tonight, when the doors will still be locked. That way we can also get busted for breaking and entering."

"What if the school decides to call the cops on us?"

"They won't. According to what Uncle Karma told us, they didn't even want the police involved when he hospitalized a freaking star student. The principal is power-hungry. He doesn't want anyone with more authority than him around."

"Okay." Another stomach growl, that one might have been my own. "So we should get started tonight?"

"Yeah. But first, let's go back to the mountain, I saw some nuts and berries in the trees. Oh, and one other thing," I handed her a copy of the page I just printed out. "Apply for this scholarship. I'm applying too. It'll cover our whole year at Kunugigaoka, and then some. And we get it in cash."

"Sounds perfect."


"What is the meaning of all of this!?"

The principal was seething with anger in front of us, in his office. The awards, having been fished out of the janitor's closet, were off to the side. Yes, yes, yes, this was the exact reaction we wanted. But we couldn't let him know that.

Principal Asano stared with sadness at his beloved trophies, recognitions he received for being the very best. And we stomped all over that by placing them right next to the mop that the janitor used to wipe up vomit.

"Well… To be fair, we didn't know the security cameras were real." Yes, dig yourself even deeper into that grave, Aguri Shiota.

"That's not the point!" He clutched his temples. A few seconds of an expression of rage, then all calm. "Well, since you seem determined to lower all kinds of bars today, I'm overjoyed to inform you that this is not the shortest amount of time it's taken to demote someone to E Class."

He got out of his seat and walked towards me. I wasn't intimidated this time, I had him right where I wanted him now. "You'll meet the girl who has you beat at your new home- E Class." He delivered it with a wicked smile.

"This is such bullshit!" Crocodile tears poured forth from my sister's eyes. "You're basically putting us in prison for a little prank!"

"Maybe it'll teach you a lesson." He handed us slips of paper that I didn't even notice he had printed out.

"Those are your walking papers. Hang around the library, you have… orientation later. But as of tomorrow, you will both be in Class 3-E, the special placement class."

My sister and I walked out the door and to the library, heads hanging low in shame. But once we knew we were out of sight of the principal, we high-fived.


And with that, phase two of the plan was, similarly, a resounding success.

Hotaru and I stood at the front of the assassination classroom, bright and early on a Tuesday morning. After submitting our scholarship applications, we had sat through that awful lecture yesterday about how this was a top secret mission that no one could know about. Yes, that was true. If the world knew about Koro-sensei, they wouldn't understand. But we got the privilege of actually getting to know this octopus we had heard so much about. I was so giddy I couldn't hide it!

"Hello," I bowed, and my sister mimicked my example. "I'm Aguri Fujihara and this is my twin sister Hotaru. We're excited to join your class!"

I looked around at my 'family'. I expected most of the reactions I got. Our father took notes. Hazama (I think that's what her unmarried name was?) cast us one glance and buried her nose in her book. Kataoka and Isogai immediately offered to show us around during lunchtime. And Uncle Karma apparently wasn't in school that day. He must have still been suspended or decided to skip.

All pretty predictable. I actually knew these people very well, even they weren't aware of it.

Expect… I failed to take one very important detail into account.

The pupils of my mother's eyes shrank dramatically. She played with her hair and nervously stared out the window, casting the occasional shy glance at me. And Koro-sensei stood frozen for a moment.

Oh, dammit. We should have given fake first names! All they were thinking about right now was my aunt. Crap. There was no way to come back from this. My heart was pounding the whole morning, so much that I wasn't even phased by all the rubber bullets that flew at Koro-sensei. I didn't want to join the frenzy, but I did throw one anti-sensei knife just so I wouldn't appear too suspicious.

At lunchtime, we received many visitors to our desks. Everyone introduced themselves, which was good because I only knew a few of them by their married names.

"You're twins?" Maehara pulled up a chair next to me.

"Yeah." I lied.

"You don't look like twins." Okano cleaned out her gun right in front of us.

"We're… fraternal twins." Hotaru quickly came up with that excuse.

"Never thought I'd meet a girl with blue hair." Maehara put his hand on my sister's shoulder. He removed it when Okano glared at him.

"Nonsense! You've known Nagisa for years!" A pretty blonde piped up from the corner.

"Hey!"

"Don't be that person, Nakamura!" Kataoka scolded her.

I only met 'Nakamura' a few times because of her location for the duration of my life, but I had the feeling getting to know her was going to be an interesting journey.

"Hello, Fujihara." My father bowed to me. I didn't even notice him there.

How should I react? It felt like I hadn't seen my father in an eternity. I expected that the next time I saw him he'd scold me for wandering off to the mountain. But I was being greeted with a warm and friendly introduction. Yet he thought he was talking to a stranger. My dear father… I was getting an opportunity to know him on a different level.

"Hello, Shiota." I beamed. This was an alien feeling. He wasn't Shiota, I was Shiota. He was Dad.

"Uh, call me Nagisa." He chuckled.

I glanced subtly at Hotaru, giving her the 'you better not muck this up' look. She nodded.

"May I call you Nagisa too?"

"Sure. How do I differentiate between you two?" My father scratched his cheek.

"Call me Hotaru-san."

Jealously welled up in my heart. He should call me by my first name too! That's the way it always was. But if I asked anyone to call me Aguri, it would awaken bad memories for Mom and Koro-sensei. So I kept my mouth shut.

Our mother approached us. "Hey, Fujihara, Hotaru."

I had never witnessed my mother with this expression before. It was like unease colliding with affection, though those two things would normally be contradictory. And she was trying to disguise it all under the veil of friendliness. Did she sense the connection between us? Or was this just because of my name?

"Hello. Kayano-san, was it?"

"It was." She giggled. My mother with green hair… What a strange sight.

"You two look alike!" Kurahashi (though I was not used to calling her that) was already braiding my hair.

"Uh, we must be related." I spat out the truth, but I had to make it more believable. "Somewhere very far back. Like, distant cousins or something."

"We must be!" My mom smiled. But I knew my mom very well, and she seemed nervous.

"Where is your lunch?" Hara sat down in the empty desk next to Hotaru.

"Uh…"

"We forgot it them at home." I lied.

"Would you like some of mine?" She held out a big bento of rice and karaage.

"That's kind of you, but I don't have a dish to put it in."

"Class," Karasuma stood at the front of the room, tapping his foot impatiently. "You're overwhelming the new students. Give them space to breathe."

"Really Mr. Karasuma, it's fine-"

Whoosh. And our favorite octopus was right in front of us, holding a bowl of pad thai in his hand. "Hello class!" He was practically glowing. He stopped to look at the room, probably taking account that all of his students were still there, but his gaze lingered on me for a bit longer.

"And it looks like no one is cutting the rest of classes today! So finish up lunch, because you have a pop quiz on astronomy in ten minutes!"

"Is it really a pop quiz if you announce it in advance!?" The class roared.


The bell hang rung on the main campus, signaling that the day was over. Up on the mountain, we could only hear echoes of it. I didn't even notice it until Yada pointed it out.

Everyone began packing up at the same time. Koro-sensei's face was still purple with an 'x' on it from when Hotaru said that the last king of France had abdicated.

I caught Hotaru's eyes. And I knew she understood too. Now was our chance. Our chance to talk to the one and only Koro-sensei.

We waited until the room was completely vacant except for the three of us. Even Karasuma had left. The sunlight leaked in the windows, casting orange on the classroom.

I stood up. "K-Koro-sensei?" I squeaked. I had never addressed him directly.

The giant octopus turned away from the shoe he was polishing (He didn't even wear those). "Yes, Fujihara?"

I took a deep breath.